This aura is deadly

Feihuang Republic, Wu'an City.

2004, 12 noon.

A grand shareholder banquet was held today in the banquet hall on the 74th floor of the Li's Heavy Industry Group Building.

Group President Li Yan and his wife Han Yayun were exchanging cups and cups with the guests and having cordial conversations.

As the world's leading heavy industry company, Lee's Heavy Industries has never been listed on the market and has adopted a family management system.

This has been criticized by many shareholders. At shareholder meetings in the past few years, there have been calls for the introduction of professional managers and IPOs. The Lis have also been trying to find ways to deal with various directors and shareholders.

The purpose of today's banquet is mainly to let Li Moyang show his face in front of the members of the board of directors and take the lead in the future handover of the president.

24-year-old Li Moyang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of champagne in his hand and looking at the panoramic view of Wu'an City outside the window.

Wu'an City is a southern city divided into two parts, Jiangbei and Jiangnan, by a large river. The south is an important commercial area of ​​Wu'an City, while the north of Jiangbei is a development zone for emerging technology industries.

It's cloudless today. Standing on the 74th floor looking across the river, the sky and the earth are clear. The ant-like vehicles on the street are also clearly visible. Everything is orderly and seems very boring.

A playful whistle came to Li Moyang's ears. He turned around and saw that it was his mother Hanya Yun.

The 44-year-old Han Yayun still retains her charm. She still maintains a delicate figure in a black business dress. The fabric of the dress is very good, and the black color shines under the warm yellow light.

"Look who this handsome guy is? You look really good today." Hanya Yun walked up to Li Moyang with a wine glass and smiled.

"I don't like the blue suit and this dark green tie. I..." Li Moyang sighed.

"I guess you don't like this outfit." Hanya Yun saw through Li Moyang's thoughts.

"I would rather stay in the laboratory. I feel uncomfortable here." Li Moyang said.

"You have to learn to get used to it. Sooner or later you have to take over the telescope from the captain." Hanya said with a smile.

"Why can't we find someone to help manage the company?" Li Moyang asked.

Hanya Yun took a sip of champagne, put her hands on her son's shoulders, and looked out the window at Wu'an City.

"Look at this city, Li Moyang. Your father came here 30 years ago, led the unemployed workers, and founded the first nail factory with only their savings. Everyone worked hard together in the form of a workers' cooperative, Towards prosperity together, Li's Heavy Industry not only belongs to our Li family, it also belongs to the 200,000 workers," Han Yayun said.

Li Moyang nodded.

"Li Moyang, this city and these workers raised you. We are one with them. This group of workers is Li's Heavy Industry. You know what capitalism is like, introducing professional managers, followed by large-scale layoffs and listing. Stock games, and then the entire group will begin to rot from within," Hanya continued.

"So, cheer up. The burden on your father will fall on your shoulders one day. Be prepared and get acquainted with the shareholders at today's banquet." Hanya Yun patted Li Moyang on the shoulder.

Li Moyang sighed, and at this time, a shareholder came to greet Hanya Yun.

"Mrs. Li, you are so dazzling today. The president's speech is about to begin. Can I talk to you alone?"

"Of course, how about we go over there?"

Seeing his mother leaving, Li Moyang raised his head and drank the champagne in one gulp, then put the cup on the table aside.

After brewing his emotions for a while, Li Moyang looked at the sky in the distance outside the window. Two small black dots were moving at high speed.

"I called everyone here today to announce two things, both of which are very important to the Li Group."

At the same time, Li Yan stood on the podium in the banquet hall and began the important part of today's banquet: the president's speech.

Everyone applauded politely, all gathered near the podium, and fell silent instantly.

Li Moyang straightened his tie and walked towards the podium, but because he was a step too slow, he could only stay at the outermost edge.

"The first thing is that Li's Heavy Industry has decided to change its name to Wu'an Heavy Industry starting from next month." Li Yan announced.

"Oh... you want to change your name?" There was a small commotion in the crowd.

Changing the name of a large international group is a very important and prudent matter. Since it was announced at the shareholders' banquet, it means that the board of directors has approved the proposal.

"Wu'an Heavy Industry... is a workers' group. The success of this company is not due to me alone, but to the joint efforts of 200,000 workers, and also cannot be separated from the strong support of Wu'an City..." Li Yan made an impassioned speech , explained the original intention of changing the name.

"Well..." Li Moyang felt a vibration, as if the floor was shaking. He looked at the others, and they all felt the same way, but the president was delivering a speech, so they didn't take it seriously.

"The second thing... the board of directors decided to add an additional seat to Li Moyang and become one of the directors of the group." Li Yandao.

"Oh...the president's son."

"It's my son."

Someone in the crowd started talking quietly.

As the second generation of rich people, Li Moyang was paved by his father in various ways in the group, so it was really difficult for outsiders to take notice of him. Li Yan knew the public opinion resistance to doing so, but he was not too worried.

"Li Moyang is my son. He is only 24 years old this year. He joined the board of directors at the age of 24. It is inevitable that you will have other ideas. But I, Li Yan, will share my heart with you today. I think back then, my wife Han Yayun and I took the Dozens of brothers opened the first factory and only did one thing, which was to make nails." Li Yan sighed.

"We made our first pot of gold by selling nails, and then we started to learn new technologies, introduced new machines, and started to build things much bigger than nails! Tractors, harvesters, boats, cranes, mining trucks, and bridge erecting machines. ! At that time, we said, there is nothing that we workers cannot build!

As Li Yan spoke, he became deeply emotional as he touched the scene again and again. His eyes drifted to the struggle in the past, as if scenes from the past thirty years were being played in front of his eyes. His tone of voice stopped and he began to return to his unique accent.

"But let me tell you...those things were made by workers. I can't take those things as my achievements. Guess what is the best thing I have made in my life? It's my son." Li Yan As he said that, he looked at Li Moyang.

The surrounding shareholders also followed Li Yan's line of sight and focused on Li Moyang.

"He graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology at the age of 20. He joined the group's research department at the age of 21 and took the lead in promoting the group's development in the fields of materials and mechanical power. He has always been the leader of the R\u0026D department of Li's Heavy Industry." Li Yandao .

"I've heard for a long time how powerful the R\u0026D department of the group is, but I didn't expect Mr. Li to take the lead." A shareholder who was relatively close to Li Moyang couldn't help but stretched out his hand to shake hands.

Li Moyang shook it symbolically and smiled uncomfortably.

He saw his father and mother smiling at him on the podium, as if they were saying something, but the voices in his ears became blurry.

Time slows down at this moment.

A black flying sword penetrated the wall on the right side of the hall.

The cracked wall stones slowly scattered in the air. The flying sword flew from the gap between Li Yan and the guest, and a white sonic boom tore them to pieces.

Li Yan's head was cut into six petals by the air waves, like a red flower. The white skull seemed to have been blown by the strong wind, forming an open cut, and the pink brain spread out in the air.

Hanya Yun's upper body was ripped open from left to right, and the pale flesh, warm yellow fat, and dark red blood flew toward the crowd.

The dozen or so guests in the front row were cut into several pieces by the cutting air waves in an instant, and their blood sprayed onto the podium like a violently shaken can of Coke.

Behind the flying sword, a man in black attire followed the sword across the hall. He was in his 40s, his right hand stretched out toward the black flying sword, his face facing back, looking at the soles of his feet.

Another man in golden armor followed closely behind, holding a silver gun and flying towards the man in black.

These four seconds seemed extremely long in Li Moyang's eyes.

After 4 seconds.

Huge air waves and sharp air explosions were released in the hall. The two flying men crashed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and flew towards the sky outside. The hall seemed to be ransacked by a tornado, and everyone in the front row and on the podium vacated. It flew up, was caught in the air waves, and crashed into the floor-to-ceiling window on the left side of the hall.

Many people fell down from the 74th floor. Li Moyang was also blown away by the air wave and hit a pillar nearby. He groaned and felt that several of his ribs were broken.

The hall was a mess, turning into a pool of flesh and blood. Shareholders with their faces covered in blood lay on the ground, enduring the strong wind at the 74th floor. Li Moyang crawled towards his parents. In his ears, some shareholders kept shouting. …

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